Not my best look.

I’ve certainly been caught in much better poses than one that just happened to me at an exhibition recently.

Ladies obviously understand the problem of queuing for sit down toilets at public lavatories more than men. So they will better understand that when I went to visit the Exhibition Hall’s large public toilets and, although it was very busy, there was a cubicle free with its door wide open, I felt very lucky indeed.

I rushed in, locked the door, dropped my knickers and sat down.

You know that point, the very moment before you breathe out and cry a small orgasmic moan? You know! You know you do! When you are purple faced, only have one eye open and your teeth could cut through leather? Yep, that was how I looked as my toilet door was yanked wide open and another desperate man tried to rush in. I’m guessing now that is why the toilet was vacant, the lock was broken.

He looked horrified. Like a deer caught in the headlights of a car. Me? What did I look like? Well the sudden shock and adrenaline rush helped me enormously with completing my “business”.  So my face only showed ecstasy and relief, accompanied by a gentle moaning sound. Oh, and both of my eyes were closed, of course.

As he backed out, as quickly as he had burst in, and the door closed again. I shouted after him, “I’m not sharing!”